One overly-excitable fangirl couldn’t possibly compete with the woman a rock star god loved and lost…
I watch him in concert. I adore him from afar. I live for those brief moments backstage when he acknowledges my existence.
That’s as close to a man I ever let myself get. It’s safer for everyone.
Until fate brought us together.
Morris says he wants me. He says he’ll protect me.
He also says I remind him of someone he used to care about.
I have to wonder. What ghost from his past is he seeing when he looks at me?
How can I possibly compete with the woman a rock star god loved and lost?